Chapter 108
“My name is Yan Tianrui, I am just here, please take care of me!”
The moment the man in black took off his hood, the cheering voices of the Wan family immediately quieted down.
Wan Feng, who was originally energetic, had won two games in a row, and was provocative, his expression changed.
The hand holding the Hanyun gun trembled slightly, looking at the half of the scarlet mask, it was hard to hide the color of panic in his eyes.
Blood Cloud Gate!
As the frontier county of the empire, Qingyang County can be regarded as the most chaotic county, with various forces entangled with each other, and conflicts of interest are cruel and bloody.
From time to time, you can hear that certain forces are uprooted and killed.
This place is chaotic and irritable, and only the strong can stand tall.
For hundreds of years, there were only three sects that could truly dominate Qingyang County, and they were Jinyan Sect, Mingguang Pavilion, and Blood Cloud Sect.
Among the three Qingyang County overlords, the Blood Cloud Gate is the most frightening.
It’s one thing to be strong and deep, but it’s another to deal with things. All the deeds that have been destroyed in these years, Jiucheng is inseparable from the Blood Cloud Gate.
The black-clothed boy in front of him is a disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate, and must be an elite disciple.
Only one hundred disciples in front of the inner door are qualified to wear the half mask on his face.
The mask itself is a middle-grade mysterious weapon, which can be used to defend against head attacks.
In addition to the surprise of the martial artist, the most fatal key is the head.
Being able to protect the vitals of the head without affecting the vision and flexibility of the martial artist, Qingyang County also has this blood cloud mask, and it can’t be disguised.
The black-clothed boy looked at Wan Feng and grinned: “Isn’t it arrogant just now, why is it dumb now.”
Wan Feng swallowed, and said in a deep breath, “Shencai doesn’t know how your Blood Cloud Sect disciple is offended.”
“It’s easy to say, it’s easy to say, hahaha!” Yan Tianrui laughed when he heard the words, but it made people shudder.
It turns out that this is his confidence!
Wan Qiuye looked at Kong Yuan, and saw the opposite party smile, and the old god said: “Why is there something wrong with Brother Wan’s face?”
“You are playing with fire!”
Wan Qiuye looked cold, gritted his teeth and said.
For a piece of the Eight-Rank Spirit Lake, he actually provokes the three overlord-level sects, which is still the most difficult blood cloud sect of the three sects.
Kong Yuan’s group of people are simply crazy.
As far as Wanjia is concerned, he has never thought about looking for the disciples of the three major sects.
Although the three major overlords wouldn’t care too much about an Eight-Rank Spirit Lake, if this matter were to participate, they would definitely have to take away 70% of the quota, without discussing it.
But never expected that the other party would actually find the Blood Cloud Gate.
Kong Yuan grinned and said: “Don’t worry, I have a sense of measure. Yan Gongzi’s father owed me a favor when he was young. This time he participated in his personal capacity. You should worry more about your son Wanfeng, Yan Tianrui just half a month ago Three tricks!”
“what?”
Congenital Three Apertures!
Everyone in the Wan family looked at the black-clothed boy, their expressions changed drastically, and their eyes were full of horror.
At the age of eighteen, he opened the Three Innate Apertures, this talent is much more enchanting.
Wan Qiuye’s face was a little difficult to look, but the most feared thing finally happened.
How strong is Lin Yun, and he only has an innate knowledge, how to block the opponent?
“Master Yan, you don’t have to greet this junior, just do it, there is no need to dare.” Kong Yuan grinned and said coldly.
The black-clothed boy nodded slightly and looked at Wan Feng with a smile: “My uncle, I can’t wait any longer, or do you just give in?”
“dream!”
The opponent’s contemptuous attitude made Wan Feng’s heart suffocated, gritted his teeth, his wrist shook, and the cold cloud spear shot away.
A little bit of cold light, blooming at the tip of the gun, Wan Feng screamed the cold cloud spear dance in his hand, airtight, and attacked wildly.
For a moment, the cold wind whizzed, and the dust condensed into sharp ice thorns, roaring and roaring in the room.
The characteristics of Hanyun’s spear have been about 70% of its power in his hands, and the spear’s power has been extremely frightening.
But it’s useless…
As soon as he moved his wrist, Yan Tianrui smiled faintly, and avoided in advance, completely unable to hurt him at all.
Lin Yun frowned slightly, his ears!
Yan Tianrui’s third orifice should have opened the ear orifice. With the sound of the wind, he judged the opponent’s offensive and made dodge in advance to remain invincible.
Innate seven orifices, each opening can strengthen an ability.
Lin Yun, who had opened his eyes, knew very well that his eyesight was much better than before.
As more and more acupuncture points are opened, the advantages brought by this strengthening will skyrocket several times.
The difference between Congenital One Aperture and Two Apertures is not too big, but compared with the Three Apertures, it is almost separated by the same sky.
Yan Tianrui, who has one more knowledge than Wanfeng, has a huge advantage in battle. It is not like fighting, but more like playing with opponents.
Lin Yun was secretly shocked when he saw it. He had an advantage in realm, which was too obvious.
“Don’t sacrifice Martial Soul? Then don’t sacrifice it!”
boom!
The aura on Yan Tianrui’s body suddenly soared, a palm shot out, and the entire palm burst out with a bleeding red light, against the tip of the gun.
Wan Feng’s complexion changed slightly, holding the handle of the gun with both hands, and pulling it back vigorously.
However, he was extremely shocked to find that no matter how hard he was, the Hanyun Spear couldn’t move a bit, as if it was being held by the palm of the opponent.
Whoosh!
Between the sparks and flint, Yan Tianrui held the head of the gun with his backhand, the blood-red glow wrapped the whole gun body, and turned around for a draw.
Cengceng!
Wan Feng was staggered, his palm hurt, and Han Yun spear shot out.
“mine……”
Wan Feng was taken aback. Just looking up, the other party swept out with the Cold Cloud Spear.
Bang!
A huge force burst out, vomiting blood out of Wan Feng’s shot, and his entire body was shocked into the air.
call out!
The Hanyun spear turned upside down, and Yan Tianrui pulled out a grin at the corner of his mouth.
Puff!
Wan Feng in midair was stabbed in an instant, and the profound armor on his chest was pierced by a single shot.
The wound on the chest was full of blood, and the people who watched it were frightened.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
After landing, Wanfeng erupted with a loud noise, and his body bounced again several times.
“Enough, we surrender this time.”
Seeing that Yan Tianrui was so fierce, Wan Qiuye spoke quickly and asked Wan’s parents to carry away the badly injured Wan Feng.
Turning his gaze, Wan Qiuye’s vision fell on Lin Yun.
At the same time, many people in Wanjia all looked at him.
No one thought that the great situation would be reversed so quickly.
Kong Jiaran invited the elite disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate, and Wan Feng fought against the opponent, which was a total abusive battle.
It’s so miserable…
The mood seemed a little heavy, and the Eight-Rank Linghu seemed to be destined to divide half of the benefits.
Lin Yun was under great pressure and walked up with a slightly dignified expression.
“How many odds do you have?”
When passing by Wan Qiuye, the other party suddenly spoke and asked softly.
“do not know.”
do not know? This is tantamount to abandoning yourself…
Wan Qiuye suddenly seemed a little disheartened, but he was an elite disciple of the Blood Cloud Gate after all.
Facing the opponent of the innate three-aperture, to be honest, Lin Yun really didn’t know how much he had the chance to win.
Can you give up on yourself?
That’s not enough, you have to try it before you know it!
“You are the only one left in Wanjia?”
Under half of the mask, Yan Tianrui looked relaxed, and said in a slightly boring tone: “I haven’t warmed up yet… I would not come if I knew it.”
“Give me back my Cold Cloud Spear first.”
Lin Yun said lightly.
“Hey, easy to talk, easy to talk!”
call out!
Yan Tianrui sneered, a bloody red glow, wrapped in a cold cloud gun bursting towards him.
The piercing sound is like a sonic boom, the eardrum of the shocking person is slightly painful, and the cold cloud gun is like a bloody lightning, and it stabs.
“So fast!”
Everyone in the Wan family took a breath, couldn’t help but stepped back a little later.
Lest Lin Yun can’t catch it and spread to themselves.
But no one thought of a scene that happened suddenly.
Seeing Lin Yun, without retreating without flashing, stretched out his hand and grabbed the handle of the gun directly.
Huh!
The Cold Cloud Spear was spinning in his hand, whipping up the boundless gust of wind.
Lin Yun caught a frightening shot that was so easy.
Whoosh!
The Han Yun spear danced around, and Lin Yun suddenly jumped into the air, holding the tail of the spear with one hand, as if holding an evil dragon and chopping it down.
Such a sudden scene caught Yan Tianrui a little by surprise, his face changed slightly, and he quickly turned away.
Cengceng!
But as soon as he retreated, the gun in Lin Yun’s hand followed closely. It is like a snake waving its tail, shot after shot, biting hard.
Yan Tianrui’s face suddenly looked a little ugly, even if he heard the direction of the spear, he was a little evasive.
too fast!
He fell into a passive one step, the whole person fell into a passive state, completely unable to make a counterattack.
After ten strokes, he was forced to retreat and had to stagger his hands to take the next shot.
On the spot, he was shaken back ten steps.
My hands were sore, and I was surprised in my heart, so strong.
“Enough warming up?”
Looking up, it was Lin Yunqingxiu’s face that showed a bright smile, and he slaughtered him again.
“Blood Cloud Hand!”
Yan Tianrui cursed in his heart, and the blood surged between his hands.
rub!
When the palm of the gun was pressed against the tip of the gun, Yan Tianrui smiled at the corner of his mouth, grabbed the tip of the gun with his backhand.
“Get me up!”
But under this pull, Yan Tianrui’s face changed drastically, and the other party was still motionless, like a majestic mountain.
“Get some real skills, I haven’t warmed up yet!”
Lin Yun’s wrist flicked, and Yan Tianrui felt the blood in his body churning under the force of a shock.